When the alarm woke me Saturday morning at o-dark-thirty, I felt like I got hit by a train. My head was pounding, my stomach was queasy, and my muscles hurt. Coffee helped, as did the small amount of food I choked down because I knew I'd need to fuel up for the 30 miles of … Continue reading Frozen Fat, Day 2: It’s about the comaraderie, not the competition.
January can be kind of gloomy. The holidays are over, there's not much going on, the days are short, and the temps are generally pretty frigid. Luckily, there's Frozen Fat, a winter fat-bike weekend full of camping, beer, bonfires, good people, and of course, plenty of riding bikes. This is the fourth year of the … Continue reading Frozen Fat, Day 1: Fires and Fries.
Yesterday, I celebrated the shortest day of the year by going on a hike with Dinah on a portion of the Standing Stone Trail. A few weeks ago I wrote about hiking the SST from the hawkwatch to Greenwood Furnace State Park. This time, I headed in the opposite direction, beginning at the end of … Continue reading Solstice.